Have you, ah...given the matter some thought?" I have." Craig set his pen down, the tapping ceasing, and folded his hands. Pale eyes peered up at me. ...You have a sister."My stomach plummeted. How in the world had he known...? But I couldn't deny it. "Yes, sir." Craig had always insisted on being addressed so formally, by the workmen as well as myself. Someone had told me he was former military, and still expected the respect that rank was due. That fit with his neatness, and his straight. And it is calling your name.We sit closer and closer, just getting comfy. And then I put my hand on your leg, in fun as I am laughing about something you said, but I leave it there. Now you are catching on to my intentions (which you suspected all along, of course - you are NO dummy). So your hand goes on my leg, and you rub my leg and the stockings, and you have never felt clothing so smooth and sexy in your life. Who knew clothing could be sexy and functional?! And you are looking at the tops. Our eyes got wet after listening to her. We consoled her and sent her to her class.Goldy spoke, “We need to do something. This thing will ruin the relation between the student and teacher.” My eyes brightened as an idea came through my mind. John asked, “Why are u smiling?” to which I smiled again…..Next day I didn’t wore a bra, just a sameez and black top above it. With a denim underneath, I got a comment from John as I reached the campus “Pathaka lag rahi ho aaj sweety”. I smiled as he just. ‘What time’s the flight, boss?’ ‘Karkera will tell you. Take her from Airport to the Goregaon flat. And listen, Shah. Look after this one, yeh special hai.’ As I turned onto the Airport road the next day, I wondered what was special about this one. Not his first Thai girl, and not the best looking either, but maybe she had shown him some special skills. I could only speculate. I spotted her almost immediately – large suitcase, shirt shirt, black skirt. Looking almost like an air-hostess. .